This is a one-shot fanfic I wrote a couple of years ago, and is set at the end of The Goblet of Fire.
Hope 你 like it! :)
Harry felt so weak…happy…but weak. His worst possible enemy had been brought to immense power. What was he to do now? How was he supposed to live without having some fear inside him?
He sat, lonely and abandoned, on the damp 草 in the wondrous Hogwarts grounds, running a hand through his medium length hair. He felt his scar with his fingertips as it tingled slightly from his touch. In his mind, Harry thought of himself as helpless, with no one on his side except for...
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